Lock POV

Angel Cage. With my history with Oogie Boogie it's amazing I'm on the outside of these bars. Bang, headshot. Another inmate dead at my feet, four bullets left, I am not smart with my guns, I need to save the last four. I was about halfway up the north tower. I wondered how Barrel and the mutt were doing at the west tower, but mostly Will at the east. I hoped I would survive, but with my luck I don't have too god of a shot at it. I hoped I would see Shock, I hoped I lived until I was at least twenty, I hoped I would walk out of this with at least both my legs… but these are just hopes.

Here I was, top floor. I knew either behind here was a monster even by my town's standards, or worse. There was something off about Nick, something dark, like all the negativity a person has at the back of their head was given a time ten boost and was just hanging around him. It wasn't like the feeling you get when you stand in a room with a dead guy; it was like a busy mall where you're suddenly the only one living... hundreds of corpses everywhere.

I opened the door and a huge cold wind swept by, I closed it behind me and got my pistol with four shots left. Snow was all around, Sandy Claws brought it on Christmas, but it barely ever came inside a building. I saw a man sitting on an iced over electric chair, prison muscles and icicles protruding from his head were his most outstanding features, other than that he was just a pale guy with a target on his head. I shot a bullet right past him and he looked at me and gave an icy glare. "So you're one of the little brats killing left and right, I watched you deal with my yeti and the other two, along with a few other killings on the security cameras. I admire your work kid, quick, efficient, and deadly to boot. I'm Jack Frost and I'm sorry to say you end here you warm blooded punk."

"I'm Lock, and my boys are not here to play games. If you want to kill me, bring it on because I'm getting bored." I said, putting three bullets through his enemy's skull. "Quick, efficient, and deadly to boot." I smiled.

"Not to mention ineffective." Said a voice. "You can shoot at snow all you want kiddie, but the clouds will fill the hole you made."

"So I gotta find another way to kill you." I said, throwing down his backpack and getting his fists ready. Jack Frost just blew on his hands and a ball of ice about two feet in diameter appeared on each fist. "This just sent from a game to a party." I smirked and noticed something in my left pocket… my brass knuckles… Shock, she knew what we were up to, and didn't try to stop us. I'm so glad I fell for her. I put the brass knuckles on my right hand and get ready to fight.

He made the first move, a left hook to the chest, I sidestepped and punched the ice ball into lots of tiny pieces with my brass knuckles, but he got a right hook into my stomach. He blew on his right hand again and the ice ball grew spikes and he slammed me in the back, my blood all over the ice on his fist. He punched me in the chest and it sent me flying into the door I entered through. I noticed my backpack was open and it had a can of bug spray, a match, a cigarette, and one stick of dynamite. "Get up kid, I want to finish you off!" Jack Frost yelled. I got the match and lit the cigarette, and then used that to light the dynamite.

"Finish this of you pale son of a bitch!" I yelled, it landed about a foot away from him in a pile of snow, and when it blew up it created a cloud of steam, smoke, and powder in the air. I used this to cloud my attacks, a right to the stomach, a left to the knee, and a right to the face then I sprayed him with the roach spray, which blinded him.

"ARGH! YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!" he yelled before turning into a giant snowman with large claws made of ice.

"A funny thing about roach poison… when it comes in a can like that…" I started, removing the cigarette from my lips and started spraying the bottom snow boulder that composed his body. "It's extremely flammable. Sno-cone flambé." I smirked before dropping my lighter onto the stream of roach spray coming from the can. It ignited and the roach spray that was already on him before he grew and the newly applied roach spray lit him up like a forty-foot candle. "I'm melting! I'm meltiiiiinnnngggg!" I yelled in a high voice as a joke to myself. "I am so being Axel for Halloween." (A/N KH2 reference :D. The next chapter will be in Barrel's POV, and the one after that will be back in Will's. I just love giving my readers cliffhangers to piss them off.)